Swimmies In My Broth
The cleaning ladies are here, oh boy!
We'll soon get through the rubble, oh joy!
Perhaps a bomb went off
There's swimmies in my broth
Doing the backstroke and loudly yelling ahoy!
© Jack Ellison 2016
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2016
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